Faithless (Mistress & Master of Restraint) (119 page)

“Whatever you need, I’ll float you,” I tell my mother-in-law. I’ve never spent a cent of the money that I inherited from my daddy. Those millions he earned playing the game have sat in interest bearing accounts, accumulating an ungodly amount of profit. “Daniel will take care of Diane, I’m sure.”

“If this goes wrong, we need to vote on some new rules- like letting a third tier of people in on our plays. Daniel and Diane would be helpful as allies. At the very least, we need to vote on informing Regina and Marcus,” Olivia says.

“It would be just like every other meeting, and Ezra always votes it down,” sarcastically flows from my tongue. “He will skirt the rules, but he won’t break them. What he is doing is good ol’ fashioned ruthless playing. I hate Ez right now, but I’m in awe of him. I can’t do anything until he breaks a rule. But since this affects every one of us, I can’t be unbiased and sit back with my mouth shut. No amount of mediation will solve this- we need a real solution that will trap his ass.”

“Ezra has Diane and Daniel producing a fucking book about the BDSM lifestyle. They came to me, knowing about the game because we play the fuck out of them, but not knowing the
specifics. I had to join them to not out myself, just as Ezra wanted. That fuck is maneuvering me all over the place.”

“A book?” Roman says for Grant.

“Mistress and Master of Restraint is the title, and are you ready for this, Grant,” Olivia hisses. “Your sister is the author- Adelaide Whittenhower is supposedly writing a tell-all book while in the loony bin!”

“Jesus Christ, hasn’t Ez ruined that woman enough. Sex with her couldn’t have been that bad,”
Stanton snarls.

“It’s about Diane,” Niel adds. “Aunt Ade is her girlfriend. If Ez hurts Ade, he hurts his mother. I’ve seen the book when I was poking around Grandfather’s study. Master Syn is listed as a member, but no person
al information. I guess we know why.”

“I’m glad you’re here, Niel. You’ll be very handy
, indeed,” I murmur. “Nice thinking, Olivia,” I praise my mother-in-law. “So far we have a few financial ruinations of his mother and the mother of his adoptive sister, and a book that exposes the very club he created and its members. Is he targeting himself so we don’t look at him as the culprit or is there another reason?”

“It’s Ez- there doesn’t have to be a reason,” Fate sounds hopeless. “Regina has had some strange things happen in her business lately. Don’t get me started on the manipulation, coercion, and force that Ez used against her a few months ago. If Ade is to get back at Diane, Regina is to get back at Marc.”

“Someone leaked the whereabouts of my son. Dalton Thompson, Dalton Marconi, and Dalton Fontaine are now on every major crime hit list imaginable. Most of my money was spent on buying out those contracts. If Stanton hadn’t helped me… I’m scared that one will slip through the cracks and… I don’t want to say,” Olivia’s voice warbles.

“James Atwater has had a rash of poor reviews- thousands of them. Last week alone, he received three hundred one star reviews on every one of his titles on
Amazon
and
Goodreads
,” Roman sounds impressed and frustrated. “Don’t make me list the ridiculous shit they said. Sales of eBooks have dropped twenty percent since this began. I have Regina looking into it.”

“My working girls have had no clientele for the past few nights. Never in my forty-fi
ve years of life, have I seen a night without johns… not a single one. Last night, a shipment never arrived and a warehouse of mine was jacked. Let’s just say my business has been down a heluva lot more than twenty percent,” Stanton hisses.

“Every trade I made in the past two months has bombed. My clients are threatening lawsuits,” Boyd adds. “Greta’s had several parents make erroneous complaints, and they are taking it to the school board.”

“We’ve also had a large bout of burglaries and vandalism at Transcend,” Roman states. “It can’t be coincidental.”

“Ezra has too much time on his hands,” Niel murmurs. “We need to keep him busy.”

“What do you have in mind?” Devlin asks. “Because I’m exhausted, and Sebastian is freaking out on us.” Dev says of the young man curled around the larger man’s legs. Sebastian hangs onto Devlin’s tree trunk of a thigh like a security blanket. “Our home, our business, our lives are in flames. We have been hit harder than everyone else combined. I don’t think it’s just about Marcus and Spyder. You want the truth. That sick fuck is going after Wil. He can’t directly challenge Wil without pissing off Syn, so he’s taking out Wil’s family- all of them.”

“
You might be right,” I muse. “Ez is a jealous bastard. He might pretend Zane doesn’t exist, but it makes no sense that he would be happy that Wil has taken over his role of daddy. I know Ez- part of him loves Wil for it, but the devious part hates him for the same reason. Suggestions on keeping Ez busy long enough to get this shit sorted out?”

“I have one,” Greta shocks all of us. It’s the first time in the history of the game that she has
ever spoken. “I could use his wife against him- their past. I’ll go to Restraint with some sob story about Ray. It’s not like I don’t personally know Ray enough to provide the necessary information.”

“You just want an excuse to fuck someone,” Boyd hisses at his wife.

“Wait,” Dev and Olivia say at the same time. The stare at each other and have a moment of perfect understanding. Olivia nods for Dev to go on. “No, that’s perfect. This book exposes our lifestyle. We could come here to observe Restraint’s practices. I could drive them crazy with new rules and regulations. I’d be there to take care of Greta and make sure she doesn’t go too far,” Dev stares his niece down, and the inflection of his voice says,
you try to fuck someone and I’ll stop you
. 

“Dalton’s been feeding me information about everyone there, all along,” Olivia says. “It’s been helpful for the game. I’ll have him step up his efforts. It will unnerve everyone.”

“If a few mishaps happen at Restraint, say people not showing up to work, or random acts of violence erupts, Ez would be forced to hire new people. Those could be our people. The BDSM Lifestyle Authority angle gets Devlin, Olivia, and Sebastian in the mix. It would give them a reason to relocate back here, and for Bianca to come home,” Stanton says. “We need Wil and Caleb moved into positions of trust- in their homes and businesses. Ez can’t hide if we’re everywhere.”

“It has to be delicate, with a smooth transition. It has to be played just as Ezra has been playing. It can’t look like the game. We have to hold meetings
and have a lot of inter-struggles. He has to think we are ruthlessly targeting one another. While that is happening, we move everyone into position,” Caleb offers his battle strategy.

“I’m in,” Niel says. “The girls and I, and even Whitt, we could do something to counterbalance the book- maybe a newsletter or a blog. It would take the heat off everyone else. We could deliberately leak certain information. I can feed shit to Grandfather and Diane. Hell, pissing off Ava will make Ezra’s life miserable,” Niel says with a shit-eating grin. “Yeah, Generation Next, that has a ring to it. It will sound like the next generation of Master
s, but it’s the next generation of game players.”

“Who has influence over the cocksucker?” Boyd asks. “I hate that selfish sonofabitch. Nothing would hurt Ez more than Cort closing him out. Think about how maddening it would be if Cort was doing Marc and Katya was doing Dexter, but neither would do Ezra. I know how much it sucks when it’s just one spouse kicking you in the nuts and telling you if feels good
… imagine how it would compound if it were two,” Boyd calculatedly says, an evil tone lacing his voice.

“I could influence Katya if I could get close to her,” Greta says. “I hate using rape as a tool, but it would bond us together.”

“I can influence Cort,” Kris purrs. “All I have to do is make him see reality and push him at Marcus.”

“Is it me, or is it worth being fucked in the ass, otherwise known as my bank account, just to screw Ezra over?” Boyd giddily says.

“Keep him busy. Break him away from those closest to him. Infiltrate his personal life. And hurt him where it counts. Only one problem with this,” Zane says.

“What?” Torian walks over to Zane and sits next to him. He doesn’t touch Zane, but
he uses his presence to comfort his cousin.

“Uncle Boyd, don’t get too cocky. This is my father we’re plotting against. He doesn’t think rationally. No plan is ever infallible. He will outmaneuver us somehow, and things will go wrong. Adelaide Whittenhower is the moral of that story.”

~Chapter One-Hundred-Five~

In the months that followed, allies became enemies and enemies became allies. Our plans turned to a clusterfuck of shit. Some plans flowed flawlessly and others were quickly blocked.

This is Ezra,
after all. Ezra with his surveillance cameras shoved up every one of our asses. Which we didn’t find out about until after Fate overheard Regina bitching to Ezra about being spied upon.

Amazingly, my mother’s living room was bug-free. My home was not. I almost beheaded Ez when I found a camera hidden in an imperfection on my bedroom wall. All those private moments between my husband and myself were witnessed at Ezra’s leisure. I felt violated, but it was Wil that summed it up the best:
we are but rats in Ezra’s maze of psychological torture. He is playing God, and we are the humans, plants, and animals he’s sprinkled upon the Earth.

The flawless plans:

Greta:

H
er introduction to Restraint went off without a hitch. Dexter felt compassion for her and a strong need to mentor her. Sitting idly by while my sister-in-law gave a blowjob was… I’m speechless on that. Boyd and Greta had never been with anyone but each other. While Greta was in the throes of lust, she enjoyed it. Devlin then administered aftercare while the rest of the Masters and their submissives played naughty games. When I got home, I found a hysterically guilty Greta on my doorstep. While she enjoys the training, and it’s giving her an attitude adjustment, she couldn’t handle touching other men. I sent her ass home to Boyd, and then I called Dexter.

Generation Next:

To counteract the Mistress and Master of Restraint part one and the newly released part two
, Niel and his gaggle of girls, plus one Whitt, created Generation Next- an insider’s guide to the BDSM lifestyle. They basically target those who aren’t within the pages of the huge tomes. The growth of the publication is astounding. It was also a great way to finally hook Spyder up with the rest of her peers.

The Invasion of the BDSM Lifestyle Authority, aka, the Devil vs. Restraint:

Devlin Conrick arrived on the orders of Master Olivia Fontaine to clean up Restraint or close it down. The Mistress and Master of Restraint books are worrying the members of their organization, and some are cancelling their memberships. Working in conjunction with Generation Next, those cowardly members are being targeted and publicized on the World Wide Web. To keep all the Masters busy, Devlin made Dexter train Masters and submissives alike. This was a fulltime job for everyone involved.

Can you run a club without employees?

If you are Restraint, you can. Regina, being Ez’s substitute, and in my opinion, a better Boss, has met every challenge we threw at her head-on. The security guards, bouncers, bartenders, cleaning staff, vendors, and every employee a club would ever need, have quit.

One night
, we had it narrowed down to only the members running the club and the dungeon. This was two-fold: we needed positions to open up that we could fill. This made
Operation Chaos
more effective when there were no security guards to stop us. It kept Ez busy, or in reality, all of us too busy to do anything else. It was an added bonus that we had Olivia feed Diane some line of bullshit. Yes, we made Ez’s mother destroy his business. It was only fair.

Kris
and her magical way of building distrust and discord within a family:

A few well-placed comments about Katya lusting after Dexter and Cortez lusting after Marcus
had put the ménage in a tizzy. Kris murmured in Katya’s ear that a way to get a man to comply is to cut him off. She told Kat that the boys needed to find their way back to each other, and the way to do that was through sexual frustration. After all, a sex addict would know about sexual frustration.

This plan was not to
help their disastrous relationship, especially since the Ezes are at each other’s throats over events Katya knows nothing about. But the plan did help us. A frustrated Cortez was darkening the Brownstone’s door at an alarming rate and Katya kept needing continual training in the art of Sadism even though she is a full-fledged Mistress of Restraint, tatted with an M and everything.

It wasn’t
long before Katya succumbed to her needs. She’s busy forming another ménage with her cum dumpster twat, and completely missing the fact that her husbands are unhinged. Katya, Dexter, and his wife, Monica, are fucking like insatiable rabbits.

But the
re is always a hero that steps into the line of fire. Master of the Universe, the universe of his own creation, Marcus Zeitler, got on the celibate express, cutting Cortez off from his cocksucking duties. He then made Cort open up and take Ez for the very first time. I thought Ez making love to his partner would satisfy him, but it’s made him even more demented.